Chapter 27

Grace stayed indoors for three days.

During those three days, she did nothing but paint.

Pain, sorrow, anger–too many bad emotions poured out of Grace onto the blank canvases.

“Camille, are you doing okay in Becrenga? I dried some oranges and grapefruits for you and packed them up. Andy will send them over soon. I heard Osmal City was really dry, so remember to drink tea often to soothe your throat. I’m praying for you here in Clastein.”

In the darkness, only the faint glow of her phone screen lit up

the room.

It was a voice message from her landlady, Mary Clayton. Grace curled up on the floor, listening to it over and over.

“Mom,” Grace murmured unconsciously.

Truthfully, all her understanding of the word “mother” came from this middle–aged woman far away in Clastein.

She missed the chamomile–scented warmth of Mary’s hands, the mouth–puckeringly sour codfish with tomato sauce, the sun–dried but still colorful fruits…

The doorbell rang.

thick blanket,

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never met before

you two together?” Grace frowned.

carrying a briefcase, shook his head. “No. This is Mrs. Parrish’s lawyer. I’m here on Mr. Kaufman’s orders.”

seemed they wouldn’t give up until

time, Grace didn’t shut the door on them.

tossed two bottles of expensive water to the two

men.

is, make it quick.” Grace sat

of the Parrish Group’s shares, originally belonging to Mrs. Parrish and Ms. Naomi Parrish. There’s also a cashier’s check, as well as the transfer documents

out a thick stack of documents and continued, “Mrs. Parrish and Ms. Naomi asked me to convey that they knew these things meant little to you,

thinking, “Not only Mrs. Parrish but even Naomi gave up

also pulled out a thick stack of

the assets of the Kaufman

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Grace interrupted with a frown. “What do you mean? Is Mr. Kaufman also stepping

hesitated, unsure how to respond.

Antonio’s weak voice came from

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